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LOVE … Such a silly game we play

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LOVE. – A mere four letter word which forms the basis all being. A moment of which gives birth to a new life. A feeling so strong that can lead someone to insanity or bring back one from it. A global language which can speak for itself even without the support of words. A emotion so strong that can bring a smile to someone’s lips as well as compel eyes to resort to tears.

Love can make, love can break. Love can build, love can tear.“Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it…It really is worth fighting for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk everything, you risk even more.”*

Love is a game. The more I try to play it, the more I lose; I tried giving up…but I am addicted to this silly game which gives me nothing but pain. I tried hook, line and sinker to get over it but it has caught me in a very bad net and no matter how much I struggle to get out, I entangle myself more in it.

I refrained but I couldn’t convince myself not to write an account of my ‘not so perfect’ perfect love. Please bear with me for the next few lines where I am going to ramble on about the love I had, loved and lost.


Love was when I was 22 and he was 23,  Love was when we both were young and free.

Love was when I saw him for the first time, Love is when I think about him all the time.

Love was when we had all those long walks, Love was when we together answered God’s call.

Love was when we shared our plate of food, Love was when he taught me to play pool.

Love was everytime we danced together, Love was every moment we seeked for each other.

Love was when I ran my fingers through his hair, Love was when we exchanged wordless stares.

Love was when we had our first kiss, Love is everytime I want him as a wish.

Love was everytime he held me tight, Love is when even now that he is out of my sight.

Love was when his fingers filled the spaces between mine, Love is when I think of him and shivers run down my spine.

Love was then, Love is now and this Love will be ‘coz

Love is all that I have for him even though he doesn’t feel the same for me.


P.S. – I wish he someday reads this.

*Erica Jong

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LOVE … Such a silly game we play


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